P : Poison - Beyonce
Requested by Jessilou525
Baby, you're just like poison
Slowly moving through my system
Breaking all of my defences with time
You're just like poison
And I just don't get it
How can something so deadly
Feel so right
I'm not sure of what to do
It's a catch 22
Cause the cure is found in you
I don't want it but I do
You're just like poison
My affliction, I'm addicted, I can't lie
Kiss me one more time before I die
Clarissa Morgenstern swallowed hard and pulled her cardigan tighter around her. She was dressed like she was most days; a denim mini skirt that was nowhere near as mini as some of the girls in her school. A short sleeved, pale pink tee-shirt that covered her shoulders and didn't show a hint of cleavage and a white cardigan over top with a couple of diamanties sprinkled over the collar. Sometimes she would wear jeans, when it was colder. Sometimes she would wear singlets under her cardigans, although they weren't shoe-strings strapped singlets, they had wide straps and they were never low enough to show any cleavage. She had a single stud in each ear, no make up other than some slightly tinted chapstick on her mouth and her hair was pulled back in a high ponytail, although her red curls rebelled a little even in the strict ponytail, curling messily down her back.
She didn't look any different than any other day.
But she felt different.
Because last night, she had lost her virginity.
It shouldn't be such a big deal—she was seventeen, most of the other people in her grade at school had been having sex for the past two years—but it was a big deal.
Because she had lost it to Jace Herondale.
Jace was the son of one of the biggest defense attorney's in the city. It was well known that his clients were some of the shadiest and deadliest people in the area, and the money that he made was blood money. But there was a lot of money, and that was why Jace was still in the private high school that Clary's parents could barely scrape the money together to send her too, even though he had been suspended multiple times, skipped classes every other day, smoked on school grounds and blatantly ignored the school dress code of 'casual business attire' with his heavy motorcycle boots and leather jacket.
Why Jace had shown interest in Clary, she had no idea.
Half the girls in school were in love with him, probably a good deal of the guys as well.
And yet, last month, after she had helped out with a Biology assignment, he had had asked for her number. And then he had called her. He had called her nearly every night before she went to bed. He text her through the day. He would come by her classes, waiting outside before she finished, which meant that he was either cutting out of his own classes early or he just wasn't going to them at all. He made plans with her in the weekend that he kept to, although she made sure to never meet him at her house, because seeing her on the back of a motorbike would undoubtedly send her father into an early grave.
All of those things made him sound like a complete gentleman.
He wasn't.
He cared about her, although she still couldn't figure out why, since she was all kinds of boring, so he never made her feel unsafe with him, but it was obvious that he had been around his father and his fathers dealings a long time, and it had rubbed off on him.
She was sitting with him and his cousins, Alexander and Isabelle Lightwood, at lunch one day, feeling completely out of place with the three loud and gorgeous people when one of the other students came over to the table. Clary wasn't too sure what had happened between them, but the other guy had two of his friends at his back—all of them in the basketball team—and confront Jace. A fight had broken out, and Jace had ended it, on top of the first guy, pummeling his face. The guy had ended up in hospital with a broken nose, two chipped teeth and cracked ribs. When Jace had gotten off the guy, he was grinning, not looking bothered by the blood on his knuckles or the bloody nose he had.
That wasn't the first and definitely not the last time she had seen him fly off the handle.
Given her pretty low social standing, Clary was not unused to a couple of snide remarks in the hallways or classrooms. However, after whatever it was that she and Jace had going on had started, it had only taken him hearing one muttered comment about her and Jace had him slammed up against the lockers. It looked like he was actually going to punch the guy in the face, even though there had never been anything physical until Jace had stepped in.
Then there had been the guy that had brushed up against her when Jace had gotten them into a club with fake ID's. Clary had already felt uncomfortable enough, dressed in one of Isabelle's skin tight, black dresses that showed a whole lot more than she usually would, and so when she felt a hand grope her ass, she stiffened up so much she nearly toppled over.
Jace definitely made things physical then.
He threw the guy over a table.
And then there was the guy at the movies who made a pass at her. Jace had straightened himself to his full height and glared at him until he had backed away.
She felt like a different person when she was around Jace—she felt like she could be someone else. As soon as they were apart, she instantly felt as though she was crashing back into her own world, and it made her question everything she was doing, including the interest that Jace had in her.
Which is why she had been so hesitant at letting things go further.
Last night, though, things had just felt different.
Jace hadn't been pushing things with her. He had never made her feel as though she needed to go any further than she was comfortable. Last night, they were laying in his surprisingly tidy room, on his bed while watching Mulan and he had started singing along under his breath. There was just something insanely endearing that had Clary find some courage deep inside of her and roll over so that she was laying over him and kissing him hard on the mouth.
One thing lead to another, and then Jace was pushing inside of her and she was losing her virginity to him.
When she had gone home that night, she felt like an entirely different person.
It wasn't that she thought she looked any different, because she thought all of that was bullshit, when girls went on about how they glowed or suddenly looked like adults.
It was just different because she had always been the good girl.
Always been the nerd.
Always been the quiet one.
Always been the careful one.
And then she had gone and had sex with one of the scariest guys in the school.
The same guy who had said that he would pick her up half an hour ago and now hadn't shown up.
This had been something that she had been worried about, right from the start.
That he was just in until he got what he wanted.
That he wasn't really interested in her, he was just interested in the chase.
What was a guy like him interested in a girl like her for?
And it would be better for her if he wasn't interested because she had a whole twenty year plan in front of her. How she was going to graduate in top five percent of her class, how she was going to move to New York, how she was going to go off to college, how she was going to have a good career, how she was going to make sure not to have a serious relationship until she had achieved all her goals...
Then there was the roar of an engine and she looked up to see Jace's motorbike coming around the corner. Clary felt her heartbeat pounding in her chest and her eyes widened as he got closer.
"Sorry, babes," he grinned at her from behind aviator sunglasses. "My dad wanted to talk and then traffic was a bitch on the way here—always is when you're already running late."
"It's fine," Clary told him quietly.
"It's not, but I'll make it up to you," Jace smirked at her and then reached behind him for the spare helmet that was hooked on the back of his bike. "Let's go."
And she did.
Okay, so my top songs this week are as follows;
1) Walls - Louis Tomlinson. 2) Alanis' Interlude - Halsey and Alanis Morissette. 3) Venice Bitch - Lana Del Rey. 4) Fake Love - BTS. 5) Too Young - Louis Tomlinson. 6) Always You - Louis Tomlinson. 7) Mikrokosmos - BTS. 8) Caught Up In Your Storm - Mickey Guyton. 9) 8TEEN - Khalid. 10) Heebiejeebies - Aminé and Kehlani.
The song that my husband hasn't stopped playing is Dionysus by BTS. We've been on a total BTS buzz lately, totally jumping on that train, even if we're a little late. My hubby's faves are Suga, Jungkook and Namjoon—he completely swoons everytime Suga comes on stage or starts rapping. Haha. Mine would be Namjoon, who I, admittedly, swoon over everytime he comes on screen, and then Jungkook, even if he's too pretty to even exist.
In one of my reviews, KnivesOut recomended Anne With An E which I have actually watched before although I haven't finished yet, and I definitely want to recommend to you guys! I remember reading the books when I was younger and loving them, and there's just something about this series that has brought it all back. I've also started watching Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood when me and my husband are high, and I'm super into it. Haha.
I think my weekly updates are going to slow down a bit for a few weeks, although I think I had a good run! So I'll be doing previews of the next chapter if you leave a review and let me know if you want one or not.
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